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i am the wind that wavers
blossoms of babies
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
by the shore, by the sea
i saw him once before
some one complained to the master
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
she must go back, she said
the saddest of the year

 



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